[My Tunnels Are Long And Dark These Days - Asaf Avidan🎶]
God had taken
the child's hand.
Your soul seemed a little calm
in the morning of that night.
My heart is only broken in you.
My hands are only warmed in you.
It is a memory of a girl
whose heart is missing.
The wound of a man
whose ankles were amputated.
It's like you're not there.
But actually,
you are most of my life.
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I have nights to cry, roads to walk, songs to listen to, and a destiny to get rid of. I have no reason to live, but I have goals. I don't have a life I want to live for, but I have a world I want to get tired of.
